Have you every watched a leaf gliding through the air? It is autumn in many parts of the world and leaves are falling from the trees. There are leaves to be raked and this is a period when many people are especially vulnerable to the minds games.
We have a deep innate bond with nature. However this relationship is put to the test during this time of year when one leaf after the other is flying through the air. This, as a result, is when some people start to complain. It is as if nature is suddenly our worst enemy because the mind does not what to accept that the season is changing. The mind generally has problems with any changes that occur.
Nature reveals the manifestation of life, regardless of how we have categorized it with labels such as spring, summer, autumn and winter. The mind, however, attempts to masquerade the flow of life with words and definitions that are mostly an illusion.
A Leaf in the Wind
There are those that feel the wind.
This is, at least, what people will say.
However, how do we really know?
Look there, a leaf falling from a tree.
It sails gradually during this short flight.
The ground comes closer.
Is this it; a leaf on the ground.
The end often appears close.
Then it flies skyward; up, up and away.
It is the wind that has appeared; hooray!
Life is something magical.
It is beyond the sun, the rain and the wind.
Moreover it is felt deep within and all about.
There you are gliding in the realm of life.
A leaf is tossed to and fro; we all know.
However what about us upon the gush of life?
The mind conjures abstracts; many and more.
It will tell you a story and again twice more.
The winds of time; the mind will say.
The days fly by due to the mind.
It needs its stories, time and such illusions.
Nevertheless, you are united with life.
You are not of the mind; please never doubt.
Feel the leaf as it flies aloft; this is you.
Consider the wind; for this is also you.
You are the eternity; know this to be true.
Dance in the wind as a leaf in the air.
Glide back and forth; to and fro.
Do this and much more without any fear.
Twirl to the song of life that you compose.
“The oneness of life is not just a word; it is the totality of being.”